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Malaise, acceptance, new life and renewal – faith | All on Glendale Farm

February. Everything but the cedars on our farms is brown. We've reached the fifth stage of loss and grief -- acceptance. Defying rationality, we imagine we'll never be able to produce food again on our farms. We'll stay cold, damp, dark and barren in the land of our stewardship until the end of time. But

Green and Babies Everywhere!

Green grass and new babies change the whole world. Here at Glendale Farm we've got both -- more than a thousand babies and one of them is human! It is a different world from a few weeks ago. Mary Susan Berry Kennedy with Margaret Berry Kennedy  at her first Easter celebration On February 17, 2014,

Cooking Pasture-Raised Chicken 101 | Glendale Farm

The first time I tried cooking Sam's pasture-raised chicken (for those of you who don't know - I'm Delk, Sam's dad), I put it on the grill as all backyard Dads do, put some breasts and thighs on a hot grill, added a little BBQ sauce, turned them, cooked them until they looked about right,

Mary Susan’s Awesome Lamb Burger

These burgers are awesome! Sam and I inhaled them. At first we looked at them suspiciously, as they looked sort of like something for a ladies' luncheon, but not so. It is a great lamb burger with melted cheese and a little hint of something sweet. And if you have a good fresh tomato on top

Margaret Berry Kennedy had a little lamb | local, grass-finished, and naturally raised

In 2005 Mary Susan and I bought five Katahdin sheep ewes and a Katahdin ram named"Larry." Today, by retaining ewes we have over 200 and are still growing. Not many farmers in Middle Tennessee raise sheep, and very few people in the country, aside from a few foodies and top chefs, know of the fantastic flavor of Katahdin lamb.

Capitulation to a long winter on Glendale Farm, but now, green and hope

Capitulation --- that's what they called the moment in the stock market crash when investors collectively gave up and just decided to get out with whatever they could. A farmer watches the weather as much as a weatherman. This February we had lost hope that the forecast would ever change from cold, bleak and wet.